Sunday, May 27

Locus.

I've been so nervous about telling my mom. But at the same exact time, I feel a sense of internal peace, because I know that this has to be right. Deep within myself, I know that this is right. And if this is right and we are right and everything about this is right, then it has to work. It just has to. Whether she understands or not, this has to work.

Because: "Everything has its plan. Either way, I'm going to stay right for you." Everything has its plan.